A Ice Hockey mom's diary of daily thoughts on kids, hockey, cooking, autism, scrapbooking, fitness, and just being a mom!
Saturday, October 25, 2008
My Little Gavin
We had a little scare with Gavin this week. Well, I guess "a little scare" is an understatement, however. Gavin had gotten up a little later, so he was still in his jammies and in the playroom. Justin and Brandon already went off to school, Gavin was upset since he didn't see his brother's off to school that morning. I went upstairs to get him his clothes, but I got side-tracked, came down stairs without his cloths. He was sitting at the kitchen table playing with his cars. I then went back upstairs to get his cloths (again), I came downstairs and he was gone from the kitchen! I figured he was in the playroom, nothing, I looked under the desk, the bathroom shower, my room, the pantry, etc...I ran upstairs frantic at this point yelling his name out. Nothing! He was not upstairs anywhere either. I called 911! I took Nicholas and ran outside, screaming his name outside down the road - nothing. My neighbor helped me look by the lagoon edge - nothing. I called John, who was up in Carteret, and he flew down the parkway to get here. I called Jeanette and she was out the door in a flash heading over here!
Meanwhile, as I hear the sirens approaching, I staring out the front door to wait for the police, and I hear a little voice behind me, "I hiding." I said, "OMG Gavin where were you?" "He said I hiding in the crawlspace!" I scooped him up and ran outside to the police - which were five police cars! I ran down the driveway, saying I got him! Everyone was relieved! They asked if he was ok and if I was ok! I said, he's fine, I might need help at this point! I felt bad that they had to come out and I kept thanking them, but it was better to be safe than sorry! I owe the Brick police a big thank you!
Now our mission is to get a door alarm for the doors!
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
My Two Patients
Well, this week started off a bit crazy. It started with John going to the hospital Saturday night/Sunday morning with his stomach problems. Now I know why men don't give birth! They have no pain tollerance! No, he really was in pain though, and I wound up calling an ambulance to take him to the hospital. After an I.V. of a Nexium type drug, blood work, and an ultrasound, he was released around midday on Sunday. It was an attack of his reflux! He's back to normal today!
My Nicholas got hurt last night. After giving the kids their baths (the little ones), John takes Nicholas upstairs to get started on the rest of the night time routine, while I finished up with Gavin. All of the sudden, I hear screaming, and John calling my name, I ran through the living room and started heading upstairs, when John started down the stairs carrying Nicholas with blood all over his face, and a big gash on his forehead. We put a towel on his head and ice, but it wouldn't stop bleeding. John had me call 911 to get an ambulance. The police arrived, along with the EMS. Just as this was all happening, I had a mother from the school stopping over to pick up Kidstuff books that she bought - nice! Anyway, the EMS people looked at him, and the bleeding stopped finally. So we opted not to take him to the hospital, since it would be less traumatic that way. He stayed up for a little bit so we could keep a watch on him.
He's doing better today - I kept him home from pre-k to be on the safe side.
As I always say, "there's no peace!"
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